Chapter 2

KEIRA 

I hate myself so much. Why did I even come into this world if everyone was going to abandon me and I end up dying as well? 

I slowly sipped the alcohol from the wine glass as tears slipped through my cheeks.

I thought retaliating against Liam and his mistress would make me feel a bit better but it didn't, it rather made me feel worse, miserable, abandoned and rejected.

I stared into the abyss of my beer, my mind drowning in a sea of despair. "Maybe I truly don't deserve to be alive," I whispered to myself, letting out a dry chuckle. 

I downed the rest of my drink, feeling the alcohol burn my throat. "Another one," I said to the bartender, my voice lacing with a desperation I couldn't hide.

The bartender's expression turned concerned. "Ma'am, I think you've had enough. Are you sure you can handle another one?"

I forced a smile, trying to appear more sober than I felt. "I'm fine," I lied, my words slurring together.

 "Okay” he said, pouring me another drink with a heavy sigh.

I took a sip, feeling the room spin around me. My vision blurred, and my thoughts grew fuzzy. I was slipping into the darkness, and I couldn't find a way to stop myself. 

As I slowly shook my wine glass, I sensed a pair of eyes on me. I turned over to find an older stranger staring at me with an unblinking gaze, his hazel eyes drinking every inch of my skin. I felt heat rise up to my cheeks unwittingly as a flirtatious smile crossed my lips,gosh….he is so hot. I shouldn't be staring but there was something about the way he gazed at me that instantly made me forget all my sorrows..

My first instinct was to look away, but found myself staring longer than I should with a surge of warmth running down my spine.  

I had never been so intrigued by a stranger ñot to talk more of an older one. Perhaps, the alcohol was slowly having its way in my system. I couldn't seem to think straight, nothing else seemed to matter to me at that moment but him. I couldn't help but admire his features, he looked hot, his gaze fierce and demanding, igniting a spark I couldn't quench. 

I felt a flutter in my chest, I couldn't control myself any longer. I felt the need to kiss his thin lips, his stunning hazel eyes was enough to make any woman fall to his knees. Being a good girl never gained me anything and I had limited time to waste my tears over a man that didn't deserve me. 

I'm dying soon, I better enjoy everything I never had the chance to. Suddenly I got so confident that I wiped any tears that lingered around my eyes and stood up, I sucked in a sharp and rested back my waist on the chair. I don't think I'm confident enough yet, maybe it was just the influence of the alcohol. No, I should be, I might never get this kind of opportunity again. I slowly raised my glasses and took a sip of my drink. I slightly turned to see his hazel eyes still on me as he flashed me a warm smile which showed his dimples, my cheeks flushed instantly. It was the most heartwarming smile I had ever seen. 

His smile set a new found determination as I rose to my feet, but just as I tried to take my first step, the ground seemed blurry and fuzzy, my feet sliding off the high stool and twisting my ankles and I found myself falling. Time seemed to slow down as I realized I was about to land on my butt. But before I could hit the floor, a strong hand grasped my elbow, steadying me.

His face was inches from mine, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Whoa, careful there," he said, his voice low and husky.

I felt a rush of embarrassment as my cheeks flushed. He helped me stand upright, his hand still wrapped around my elbow, sending shivers down my spine.

As I regained my balance, our eyes locked, and I felt like I was drowning in his gaze. I tried to step back, but my feet seemed rooted to the spot.

His smile grew wider, showing off his dimples as he leaned closer to my ears, his voice whispering in my ear, "Maybe I should stick close to you, just in case."

I felt my body go numb under him. I was trying to stabilize my breath and maintain my composure. 

I swallowed hard and said nothing, turning my gaze away from him. I sat down and he instantly sat close to the next stool me. Was I being too desperate that my body showed how I wanted him? 

“You shouldn't…be sitting there?..” I said, my voice cracking and trying to hide my reddened face away from him. 

I was drawn to him so much that I couldn't seem to control myself, I wanted him and I knew it.

“You seem like a lady in distress” He said and I couldn't help but drool over his voice as I turned to him, my body and cheeks burning under his gaze. He was so fucking hot. 

I gulped and slowly leaned closer and planted a peck on his thin lips. I drew back, my hands going to my mouth to what I just did. I shouldn't have. I threw my eyes away immediately but felt his warm grasp on my hands. 

“I like your spark, Bambi and I think I know what a lady in distress needs.” He rasped, his voice lacing with possessiveness that sent chills down my spine. 

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I couldn't grasp how I ended up in a room with him but I was. I didn't know what I wanted but I know if someone was able to make me forget the mixed emotions I have been feeling recently, I wouldn't mind. 

His eyes locked onto mine with a dominant intensity as he lifted my jaw slightly with his thumb and pressed his lips against mine. Our bodies were pressed so close that his cologne crowded my nostrils. He smelled so good. 

I drowned in his kiss, letting him explore every inch of my lips. His lips tasted so good, so perfect to melt away my worries. We savored each other's lips whilst making breathless moans. 

As if the tension and pleasure was becoming too much, he pulled away. “Are you sure about this?” He asked, almost out of breath. 

I nodded and he squirmed in impatience,his hands going behind my back as he unzipped my gown. While my gown was falling beneath, he claimed my lips once again, this time more dangerously and needy. 

My nails dug into his hair as we explored each other lips passionately. He pulled out his lips sharply and his eyes went to stare at my exposed cleavage with my gown already at the floor. At this time, I was just in my underwears. I loved the way he stared at me, it made me more aroused for him. 

“You are so beautiful, Bambi…” He slurred and began unhooking my bra, my tits dangled out of them as my bra fell beneath.

“Fuck…….” He groaned once he caught a glimpse of my tits. I couldn't help but wonder if I had that much effect on him. 

“Your boobs are so beautiful……” He muttered and slowly grabbed one of my tits, squeezing them perfectly. 

I pushed back my lower lip in delight the moment he grabbed my tits. 

He nestled closer and claimed one of them with his mouth and all the hairs in my body instantly went up to the warmth of his tongue. This was so fucking good, I haven't felt like this in a while. 

He flicked his tongue on my nipples and sucked it like it was all he ever needed while his other hands pinched and twisted my other nipples. Fuck …this was so good. I threw my head back in ecstasy, my fingers dugging into his hairs once more. This got me dripping and I wished he wouldn't pull away. 

His hands gently began trailing down my thighs and I loved the tingling sensations. I unwittingly raised one of my legs, wrapping it around his waist, giving room for more of his touches. 

Then he stood tall and crashed with my lips again, instantly pushing me to the bed side while we kissed. His hands didn't leave my tits, he kept caressing and pressing them. 

We landed on the bed and he was already pulling his suit jacket in impatience. I adjusted on the bed while he stood tall. He was like a Greek god despite being so older. Didn't know why but I kind of felt safe with him. 

I couldn't help but drool over his body and features when he was undressing himself. 

His chiseled jaw was graced with a short dark beard flecked with gray that was neatly trimmed. 

His dark hair was slicked back and a few strands falling across his forehead. He was like a Greek god despite being twice my age and he looked so breathtaking! A stunning fifty year old. 

“I like my girls ready and obedient and that's exactly what you are right now….” He smirked and I gulped hard, knowing that I wanted nothing else right now but him, he had this unexplainable effect on me. 

He joined me on the bed and pushed my thighs wider with his hands. He leaned closer and began planting soft kisses on my thighs, down to the lace of my panties, he paused and stared in between my thighs for a short while..

I could swear that I'm already so wet and prepared for him. 

He eventually pulled down my panties, reavealing my wet slit in front of him. A loud growl escaped his lips..

“You are so wet for me, Bambi” He drawled, staring at my pussy with his lustful eyes. I liked how he watched me with those hazel eyes, it created a flutter in my chest. 

He lifted his gaze to mine and It was so hard to keep an eye contact with him. 

“Are you sure you want this? Bambi..because the moment I taste you, you are officially mine” He rasped